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Peter was currently walking down an alley on his way home from school and taking a few quick peaks in the dumpsters for anything worth salvaging. Earlier in an alley a few blocks away he discovered a pair of descent looking walkie talkies and an old Taser that someone threw out.

The last item was a huge bonus because now he had something to help him with a special project that he's been working on the past few weeks.

Awhile back Peter was stopping a bank robbery, while trying to get over the fact that people still do that despite the increased and advanced security these days, that he discovered that his webs could conduct electricity fairly well. One of the robbers who Peter was unable to properly web down because he ran out of fluid was shot by a security guard's Taser with one of points hitting the mass of webs and shocking the good three ways to ouchville

'Man if I can find a way to make Taser webs it'd make fighting sooooo much easier!' Peter thought as he pulled out what looked to be an old radio that looked in good condition. Little water damage and the right speaker looked burnt but still salvageable in Peter's mind

"Hmmm I might be able to create something helpful from you" Peter said to himself before propping it under his arm and continuing on his walk back to his and Aunt May's apartment.

Once he arrived and made his way up he took out his keys and unlocked the door and entered to hear the news on and once again talking about Spider-man. Peter entered the apartment and looked around for his aunt

"Aunt May?" Peter called out

"In here kiddo!" his Aunt replied from the kitchen.

He made his way to the kitchen and found his Aunt watching the news story while she was idly cleaning dishes.

Most people would think that Peter's aunt was some old lady that looked like she may peel over at any time or requires constant attention. She was only in her late forties and was, according to Miles, pretty hot for a woman that's also an aunt. She was dressed in a white shirt, blue jeans and black shoes while her hair was done into a pony tail.

Aunt May saw Peter enter and smiled "Hey, how was school today?"

Peter placed the radio on the table and shrugged "Oh you know, alright"

His aunt looked at him for a moment before her eyes narrowed "Peter, you were wearing a blue iron man shirt when you left this morning"

Peter scratched the back of his head "Oh yeah, I was but I uh..."

"Flash again?" Aunt May said as she placed a hand on her hip and shook her head "I swear to god if that boy's mother doesn't rein him in again I'll-"

"Easy Aunt May it's alright. All he did was pour some food on my shirt, nothing that can't be washed out" Peter said in attempt to prevent his aunt from going on the war path.

His dad and Uncle Ben always said that whenever his Mom or Aunt May or even worse both hopped on the war wagon it was better to duck and cover and pray you don't get caught in the crossfire

"Peter, Flash as no right to do that to you! Is the school even doing anything!?" his Aunt questioned

"Weeeeeeell…" Peter fidgeted under his aunt's piercing glare

"Peter…" His Aunt said tiredly "Next time Flash gives you grief just stand up to him hell throw a punch back if you have to! If you keep letting that punk push you around, then it'll never end"

"But won't that just make things worse? Fighting back I mean" Peter asked

His Aunt shrugged "Steve Rogers did it and it seemed to work out fine for him"

"He's a super soldier. With like super strength and speed and all of that" Peter deadpanned

His aunt crossed her arms and gave Peter a 'look' "Yeah… I guess your right"

The two stood quietly in the kitchen before Peter coughed "I'm going to go and check this stuff out" Peter said while pulling out the items he was able to collect today

"Alright" His aunt let him go before looking back at the news to see footage of Spider-man getting shot at by a bunch of would be bank robbers "You know Peter…"

Peter was heading for his room when he stopped to look back at his aunt with curiosity in his eyes "Yes Aunt May?"

"I really think that Spider-man should figure out a way to better protect himself, like armor or something. All it takes is one lucky shot and he's down" She gave him a brief 'look' before going back to finishing cleaning the dishes

"… Yeah, armor. I'm sure he's working on it" Peter said hesitantly before he quickly retreated to his room while thinking 'Yep I'm pretty sure she knows but is going for the plausible deniability route.'

Peter entered his room that had a few posters on the walls of a few bands that he normally listens to, a large picture of the first roster of the Avengers and one with the newest additions on it, a few scientific textbooks that you would normally see in college at least, and a few gadgets that he's been working on in his spare time that was connected to Spider-man in any way.

Those he kept in a secure box with a padlock and under his bed.

He closed and locked his door and made his way over to his desk that had his desktop, his laptop, and an old retro computer that he's been tinkering with for a while. At the other end of the desk was a small fish tank that he found a while back that currently housed a small little red and blue spider.

The spider inside was the very same one that gave Peter his spider powers that after biting him somehow ended up in his back pack. Peter discovered the little guy sitting on his text books when he got home to do homework and decided to spare the little guy despite the fact he bit him.

"Really glad that I decided to keep you little guy" Peter said as he checked on the little arthropod in side it's enclosure that looked similar to the rainforest.

The spider had made a small web and seemed to be looking at Peter before going about it's business.

'I wonder if this guy or girl has enhanced intelligence' Peter thought to himself while placing his items on his desk and booting up his three computers. In the past he's seen the little spider actually use 'strategy' when hunting some crickets that he's fed him in the past

Peter also pulled out a notebook that held designs for alternate suits, things that could prove helpful as Spider-man and the formula to his web fluid and opened it up to show the formula for the typical variant and beneath it some others he was experimenting with.

"Alright!" Peter said as he clapped his hands together "Let's see if I can somehow make 'Taser webs'… should really think up a cooler name for those."

Several hours later and after having pasta for dinner with his aunt Peter was swinging through the towering buildings of New York City.

He spent an hour tinkering with the Taser along with his web shooters and web fluid to see if he can get it to work. So far no luck but Peter thinks he's close. As for the walkie talkies and the old radio he found, Peter was thinking of making something that would allow him to pick up not only police scanners which would be helpful in his hero/vigilante duties but also use them to help track things. That com-link that the Avengers gave him helped as Peter was able to study the designs that could allow him to wear something like it under his mask

He also found out not too long ago that his sixth sense can pick up certain radio waves and it got him thinking about making some kind of tracking device that will allow him to follow it. That way if the bad guy gets away but as a tracer on him, Peter should be able to find him again with his spider sense… in theory.

"Times like this I wish I had a small fortune to fund my arguably illegal activities. Hell I could get that armor that I Aunt May was hinting at and maybe even have my own jet or something. Maybe a car too… the 'Spider mobile'." Peter rambled as he landed on the side of a building that gave him a view of one of the lakes in Central Park.

Peter looked around for any signs of a disturbance going on and found none. He then shot a web line off and proceeded towards Brooklyn, it's been awhile since he's visited there.

"Tonight's quiet… too quiet" Peter thought to himself before a distant ringing caught his attention

"Oh, never mind!" Peter flipped through the air in a way that would leave trapeze artists jealous and began to swing towards the disturbance at a fast pace. Fancy flips were reserved for when he didn't have to get anywhere fast or responding to an apparent crime.

He came to a stop on a building's ledge and saw what looked like a bakery was broken into

"Oh that's just wrong!" Peter shook his head before swinging down towards the broken window and taking a cautious look inside. The lights were off but Peter's enhanced vision allowed him to see far better than most. It wasn't night vison, which he plans to install in his mask at some point, but it was pretty darn close.

He didn't see anyone inside or hear any movement either.

'Guess it was just a bunch of jerks screwing around' Peter shrugged before his spider-sense tingled and he jumped to the side just as several knives imbedded themselves into the ground

Peter landed on the top of a mail box and looked to see who threw the knives and was met with a 6'5 man with shoulder length black hair, a black goatee and mustache and dressed in black and white camo pants, black boots and what looked like a jacket made of a lion.

"Kraven!? My god, what did you do to Simba?" Peter addressed the Russian big game hunter and mercenary

"Spider…" Kraven replied with a strong accent "I knew you'd come"

"Well when I see innocent pastries in pies in danger it's my sworn duty to eat the- I mean save them!" Peter quipped before jumping off the mail box and unto a street light as Kraven threw a few more knives at him "Also I have to ask, but does Hercules know you stole his pelt? Man I don't envy you when he catches you. So saw what he did to the Hydra right?"

Kraven's eyes narrowed before throwing another knife at the young hero and waited for the man to jump before throwing several at the spot he'll leap to

"Ah!" Peter yelped as he twisted his body into nearly unnatural angles to dodge the serrated steel from cutting him. Unfortunately the last knife ended up in his arm "AHH, dude I just got this thing fixed!"

Peter quickly tore the knife out and landed before Kraven and threw a punch at the man who leaned back to dodge the hit and brought his knee up and slammed it into Peter's stomach

"Oof!" Peter coughed out before blocking a punch and a kick from Kraven before he pulled out two more knives and held them in a reverse grip "Okay seriously, where are you pulling those from? You know what, I actually don't want to know"

The man swung the blades at Peter who began to back up from the swipes before grabbing both of Kraven's hands and flipping him over his shoulder and right on to the mailbox. The force of the large Russian's landing caused the top to cave in while Kraven let out a groan of pain.

Peter then covered the man in web fluid as an approaching police siren could be herd. Peter stood back and examined his handiwork

"Finally caught you Kraven!" Peter said as he placed his hands on his waist "Now why I would like to stay and watch you get your rights read you seem a bit 'tied down' so I think I'll leave you to it."

Kraven groaned in pain and annoyance and watched the man leaving "I will get you for this Spider-man, this I swear"

"Yeah, you and every other guy I've beaten" Peter waved his hand before launching himself into the air and swinging away to resume his patrol.

An hour later Peter was swinging by the former Avengers tower when he saw a quinjet landing on the landing strip hanger thing.

"I wonder what's going on" Peter said to himself before shrugging "I'm sure it wouldn't hurt to check. I am an Avenger now!"

Peter swung to the side of the building before using a combination of running up its side and using web lines to pull himself up. In a few seconds Peter was standing in the hanger and saw Captain America himself and Tony Stark talking, at least he thinks they were

Tony saw him first "So this is one of the new recruits you've picked up"

Steve turned to see Spider-man standing there "Spider-man, what are you doing he- Your hurt!"

"Huh?" Peter quirked a brow that couldn't be seen by the man before following his gaze to his still fresh wound that's thankfully stopped bleeding a while ago. "Oh yeah that, it's nothing really"

"What happened?" Steve asked as he and Tony approached him

"Would you believe me that a crazy Russian dressed in a lion pelt attacked a bakery in an attempt to draw me out so he could try and stab me to death?" Peter asked dryly

"Both men looked at him for a moment before Stark shrugged "Not the weirdest thing I've heard in New York. But we should probably get that looked at"

"Uhh look I appreciate the concern I do, but I'm fine. This thing will be a scab by morning and gone by lunch." Peter said

Rogers looked at him for a moment with a stern look before sighing "If your absolutle sure…"

"Eh 60/40 but in this line of work that;s usually pretty good!" Peter quipped

"Heh, I like this one" Tony said as he stepped closer to Peter and examined his suit.

Peter's lenses widened at the man and shrunk slightly

"Ahh, so under woos…" Tony started

"It's Spider-man actually mister Stark" Peter corrected

"Please call me Tony, Mr. Stark was my father's name… along with ass, drunk, douche and dick to name a few" Tony said with a shrug

Rogers coughed a bit awkwardly at his dead friend's son bad mouthing him. Steve wasn't an ignorant to Tony's childhood. After coming out of the ice and somewhat accepting that he was in the future he did some checking up on his old friends and the Howling Commandos to see if any of them survived the war and could possibly be still alive.

They survived the war yes, but Dum Dum Dugan and Montgomery Falsworth died years later in the Korean War. Gabe Jones retired from the army after the war ended and eventually married and had a few kids, he died a few years ago due to failing health. Jim Morita joined SHIELD but died in a plane crash back in the sixties, but given what he discovered about SHEILD being HYDRA the whole time, Steve believed that the 'accident' was in reality HYDRA cleaning house of anyone that might discover their continued existence. Jacques Dernier is the only surviving member of the Howling Commandos or second if you include Bucky.

Howard after the war became the military's primary weapons manufacture and a founding member of SHIELD. He also found out while the man was a brilliant scientist and engineer, he was… a rather bad father. He never hit Tony as a child growing up but he wasn't too attentive to him either, leaving his wife to fill the role as both mother and father on many occasions.

"O-okay mi- Tony" Peter coughed awkwardly

Tony nodded before resuming his question "So Spidey, web head, wall crawler, who make's your suit? Private tailor, talented girlfriend… you mom?"

"I-I do" Peter said a little nervously

Tony raised a brow and crossed his arms "Really, where'd you learn to sow that good? I wasn't aware of Midtown high having any sowing clubs"

Peter felt his blood run cold as he stared at Tony with his lenses widening until the black boarder can barely be seen. If the man was able to guess what school he went to it was obvious he knew who he was.

Rogers had a confused look on his face "Midtown High?" he then turned to Peter "You're a teacher?"

Peter remained quiet as he stared at the smirking Tony who shrugged "What? I was able to build a fully operational armored exoskeleton with semi flight capabilities in a cave with literally a pile of scraps… and a few missiles. You really think I couldn't find out about a guy dressed in a glorified onesie swinging around Manhattan like he's Tarzan?"

"Tony what are you talking about?" Rogers addressed the former Avenger who gave him a perplexed look

"What you didn't know that Spider-man should be calling himself Spider-ling or more accurately Spider-boy?"

Rogers looked at Tony in confusion for a moment before his eyes widened and he turned to Spider-man for a moment before taking a deep breath and looking at the you hero "Would you be willing to explain?"

"…Am I off the team?" Peter asked hoping that him getting kicked off wasn't because he was only fifteen.

"No… but your age should be addressed regardless" Steve said in a voice that sounded similar to the one his own father and Uncle Ben used to use

"Uh oh, papa Rogers voice kid." Tony smirked at the familiar tone

'Sometimes I hate my need to see what's going on' Peter mentally sighed


And done.

So the next two chapters we see what Wanda's been up to before we head back to see Peter explain his origins somewhat and later gets a tour of the Avengers compound and meets up with Wanda again.

Also I went with the MCU Aunt May, meaning she's young and unusually attractive.